Okay after reading this: http://www.charas-project.net/forum/index.php?topic=24498.0 I had a revelation and a pang of nostalgia. This little thing made me realize why my previous attempt to revive Charas RPs didn't suceed: It was too based on inside jokes that weren't easy to access. Now I realize there is only one way to go: We must revive this style of randomness! So I'm about to attempt that.

This game is like the previous so I'll repost Rahl's old rules:This is kind of like a story telling game, but we try to keep it short and each person tells it from his own perspective. (even when someone is talking to someone else feel free to jump in)

*The story starts out in the Charas Pubb. Where all maner of Charasians had gathered for that wondrous, eye watering past time: Happy hour!...But something was off....*

Razor: *Cleans a mug that is somehow not getting any cleaner.* Sigh...Things sure are quiet. *Fiddles with his beard, literally playing it like a fiddle with his free hand.* I don't trust it.

*Suddenly the door burst open and Dave walks in wearing a trench coat over his blue shirt and black jeans and big purple kicks. His spikey hair sways a little as a breeze gusts in the door*

Dave: *Looks very serious for a moment then opens his mouth to speak...Then smiles and laughs* Ha ha ha! Hey, Razor, how's it hanging??

Razor: *Shrugs* A bit dead around here lately, but eh that's to be expected. What can I get ya?

Dave: Andorian Ale!

Razor: >=/ You know I don't serve that sci-fi fantasy crap! You'll have a Rosewell on the Rocks. *Produces it*

Dave: *Shrugs* I suppose that's alright. *Takes and sits down looking around wondering who all is here.*

Dave: *Turns around in his chair* Correction! *Uses the force to call the grenade to his hand* "I" have an active grenade. ^_^.....OwO Yaaaah! I HAVE FRACKIN' ACTIVE GERNADE! *Runs around the room panicking*

Razor: Sigh. I knew this place would be blown up when I awoke this morning. *Reaches under the counter and gets an ol military hard hat on and slowly goes down behind the counter*

Rusty: Beeop! Boop! *Instructs everyone not to panic and to get the Grenade from Dave calmly, alas it's all in binary code so it just sounds like somebody fiddling with a radio dial*

Dave: *See's Lonewolf* Huh? Lonewolf is a reporter? *Thinks on this a moment seemingly ignoring the grenade* How did that happen? I was only gone a couple of months I don't see how logically- *The grenade explodes!!...And Dave is now covered in ice*

Davesicle: (Oh what frozen hell is this?! It must have been a Cryoban Grenade! Wait where'd a moose get a high tech weapon like that? I may have to investigate this!...Oh right I can't move.....Help?) *He reaches out the with the Force beckoning help*

MT11: *Not interested in helping, since he's busy telling the customers who he'll eat them and with what condiments*

Lonewolf: *Is now covering the story of how Dave is frozen in solid ice, too busy to help him escape it through apparently.*

Zuhane: *Is being spanked by Razor*

Razor: *Is beating Zuhane with a giant paddle* Jefferson! Jefferson!!...Ah that's about an hours worth. *Puts away the giant paddle* I dunno why you wanted me to do that, but you're the customer. *Goes back behind the counter* There that'll be 1,000 Gold or 10,000 Gil or but a few Platinum Records.

Rusty: *Comes through the doors, er literally breaking through them.* Beeop worp! (David! I found you! ) Beeo woorp? (David? David?) *Rolls up to the ice sculpture that is David*

Dave: *Tries to communicate to Rusty using the force...but not much luck there...* (ToT Darnit!! I'm so doomed!)

*Then walks in a more fearsome looking fellow. He's tall, about 7 feet with bright orange hair that's shaggy and disheveled, wearing a heavily worn and torn pitch black kimono that didn't flap in the wind. On his back was a huge black butcher-knife like buster sword wannabe. His sandaled feet echoed on the wooden floor as he turned his dark eyes on the room. His mouth curved upward in a smile*

Rahl: Hail good people! I have returned to claim my rightful title as your leader!

Dave: (-_-; Oh this will only get worse.)

Rahl: *Walks up to Lonewolf* What ho? A red skin! Hello there my native friend! I can't help but see you're selling some kind of tonic. What perchance might it be? Some herbal remedy?

Lonewolf* white man speak with forked-tongueherbal remedy is not for all white man only sell to white men that know's the true way of the land he most hear all thing's around him this is the way of a warrior

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Dave: *Still frozen, yep.* (Rahl! Tell him that you journeyed with me and we defeated Dragonium!...Well we meant to but we never got back around to it, we killed his giant pikachu though...Sorta. Yeah anyway just tell him! He'll help me! We're old pals! ...Rahl? Darnit I hate not being able to talk...also I'm cold! {{@-@}} *Shivers* )

Rusty: *Still fooling around with the love tester and NOT saving his captain. Bad robot!* Boooep! *In a Morgan Freeman voice* (Oh you don't know the half of it.)

Rahl: *Crosses his arms* Whoa, hold on there Talks-With-Flapping-Lips. How do I know this is the genuine article? You could be deceiving me for, as the less mannerly people say, kicks. *Looks over at Frozen Dave* Hey...Don't I know that guy?

Dave: (He recognizes me! Ha ha! I'm saaaaved!)

Rahl: ....Nah probably not....*Turns back to Lonewolf*

Dave: *Anger rising....Several tables shake and the patrons would feel as though a microquake shook the bar*

lonewolf , i am going to make a sweat lodge then if any one get's frozen put them in there for a day then he look's at Weregnome: and give's him the herbal remedy as he like's the way he is braiding his hair also give's him a eagle father to put in his hair

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Rahl: A sweat lodge? Run by a red skin? Nay! That is something the nolbe Japanese people I idolize so much would do! I shall build a even bettere sweat lodge then and you and it will feature naked maidens of buxom bust too! *Runs off to do that then comes back and kidnapps Phayre, Sarah C, Midnight and Sai'Kar and puts them in a sack* Well I'll be back in a week! See ya! *Heads for the door*

Razor: -_-; Not really. *Sighs and goes back to cleaning a glass that's still somehow accumulating more filth without trying then stops and watches Rahl trying to leave* Hold up! You can't kidnap my barmaid and her friends! I need them to hang out here so it's not such a sausage fest!...Also so there'll be less penises.

Rahl: *Half turns* But I need to make them into Geisha for my illegal and highly sterotypical Bath House/Opium Den. <.< Sorry.

Razor: *Puts the mug down then cracks his neck muscles* Them sound like fightin' words, my friend.

Rahl: *Stops and sighs* Oh what the hell. I felt like mass murdering anyway! Always works up the blood for good warlording later! *Draws his sword* Gestuga....*Black and red energy gathers around it then he swings it upward* Tensho!! *A wave of maisma shoots forward at Razor at high speed*

Razor: *Calmly reaches down and takes off his apron revealing....a pink and white polka dotted towel. He whips this around and bats the energy to the side smashing the Love Tester to pieces*

Rusty: Be-BEEP!? (Ba-BABY?) *Phone tone* (Nooooooooooo!!) *Turns to Razor and Rahl tipping over and his bottom slot opening* BOOP! (DIE!) *A huge cannon ejects from it then fires a blast of photons at Razor*

Razor: Yikes! *Dives out of the way and the blast, yeah you guessed it, hits the ice I'm in*

Dave: I'm free-oh cr-*Incinerated, but at least free of that accursed ice!*(Welp now I'm a ghost....even better...yay....-_-;)

lonewolf...looks at Rahl can you not think of any thing but making money all the time why not open a gambling hall i sell you my one for a good price its out side of lake citybut you most keep all the staff that work's there what do you say to that ?

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Rahl: Well that does sound reasonable. Alright then! *Sets the Sack of Girls down.* Okay just let me get my wallet. *Rahl reached for his wallet but suddenly was towel slapped from behind!* Ow!! What the hell?

Rahl: *Is struck* Ooww! Damnit! Fine then I'll just finish you first then I'll buy an Indian Casino! Hiiiiiaaaaaaagh! *He said clashing against Razor with sword on towel...meanwhile not noticing as:*

Grandy: *Walks in, picks everyone's pockets without them noticing* Man why do people have to be so poor these days? Sigh....Makes being a thief a bit redundant. *See's Sack Of Girls* <.< Hmmmm though if I had a harem of women why would I care about money? *Uses Yoink and quetly heads for the door* Heh heh. All to easy.

*Suddenly a ghost of Dave appeared!*

Dave Ghost: Boo sucka! I'm going to block your path and thus still be a hero even in Death liek Devon O'Slyme who- *monologes for a while*

Grandy: ....Seriously? - -; Be gone ghost boy! *Uses Rise on Dave, who is no Undead and thus is killed by it even though it makes no sense logically*